THIS STORY IS RATED M FOR MATURE CONTENT. "I light the cancer stick and put it to my mouth, inhaling its toxins. My mom would kill me if she knew I smoke. I'm not really addicted... Yet anyways, but I like taking in the smoke and knowing it's killing me from the inside out. I looked over at the neighbors house. There was a girl sitting on the front step? She had beautiful long black hair cut in choppy layers. She had sweatpants and baggy t-shirt on with some kind of logo I couldn't see. I saw her lift her hand to her mouth and a few seconds later she released smoke from her mouth. I stared at her. Watching her finish her smoke. After a few minutes she got up and went inside."

I sat on the carpet beside Mikey, kicking his sorry ass in Mario Kart, when a creaking door caught my attention. Turning towards the noise, a figure emerged from the basement. When his eyes met mine, a look of recognition flashed across his pale features. My eyes widened. 'What are you doing here?' He accused, eyes cold. 'What do you mean? She's my friend.' Mikey shot back, confused. 'What am I doing here- what are YOU doing here?' I retorted. 'I live here!' His eyes flashed. 'I-I think I should go. Thank for having me, Mikey.' I got up and strode out, closing the door behind me. *WARNING* strong language,self harm, drug/alcohol references, sexual content -FEATURING ANDY SIXX AND BILLIE JOE ARMSTRON-

Gerard Way x Lyn fic. Most likely on an indefinite hiatus.

Bailey Davis has been dragged into babysitting three little troublemakers every Friday for the rest of the year by none other than her mother. But what she soon discovers is not only will she be spending lots of down time with the kids, but another royal pain that happens to live right down the stairs... Who is that, you ask? Jaxon Bennett: a charming, arrogant, and ridiculously hot bad boy. What will happen during this extreme trial of Baileys patience? Prepare to be surprised.

Samatha Molina was the happy-go-lucky, blonde sweetheart. She was happy in life, as it had always seemed. She never once had gotten into any trouble. Until the day she met him. Chase was sitting in her mother's office, being accused of stabbing his former friend. He was trouble since the first smile he showed to Sam. It was like a curse was set on her. The curse held good, bad, and change, lost love, new love, and lost friends. This curse has a name, and the name of the curse is Chase. Completed 7.14.18 XOXO

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.

Elodea Sothabella just moved away from Illinois to New Jersey and it's her first day of high school. Back at her old school, she only had one friend because of her style. So, of course, she's freaking out. She makes friends with Mikey Way and he introduces her to the rest of MCR, which, in this story, is sadly not a band:( One day, when she's at Mikey's, she meets Gerard- Mikey's brother that she didn't even know existed! Gerard is a recluse who stays to himself, but, can Elodea force him back into the world? Guess what? SPOILER ALERT! THIS IS A GERARD WAY/OFC FAN FICTION, YAY! & I guess you can call it an MCR fanfiction because they're all in here(: I DON'T OWN ANY MCR BAND MEMBERS OR THEIR FAMILIES, JUST THE PLOT AND ELODEA AND OTHER CHARACTERS I MAKE UP.

Two close friends caught in a storm with a house and basement all to themselves. What's the best thing that can happen?

She, Scarlette, could give you a list of reasons defending her decision to end her life. She could go on and on about how it isn't fair that her foster family is looked down upon by the community, all because her brother is gay. She could tell you how hard it is to focus in school because of the bullies. She could tell you how much she feels like a burden to her foster family. She could walk right off the edge of her high school's roof, too. But she can't. From his house across the street, high-school drop out Gerard sees her on top of the school. He races over to her, and gives her an ultimatum: step away from the edge, or he'll jump after. How could she be responsible for his death? All he asks for is all of Spring Break, two weeks, to convince her that the world isn't better off without her. That there are so many things for her to live for. As she agrees not to end her life that night and to give him two weeks, she truly begins to live. Even when she's put to the ultimate test.

Harley-Jane Lynus always had a crush on Gerard Way. Harley-Jane finds herself talking to him. Things get better when they are partners in art class. Soon Gerard and Harley are great friends but after a series of young girls start to go missing. Is Harley-Jane one of them?